Sanoja: Gavin Mikhail. My Personal Beauty Needs. Fight The Sky.

You fight the daily battles of a million things created of and around what you fear and know and fear not knowing we get thrown into the face of a thousand trains you've trained upon our ears here we are here we are still listening... And you fight the good fight to win until the death over a thing that doesn't care carry any weight at all and doesn't even know it signed up for duty in a war that you created built with the help of those who didn't care but gave you tools supplies and dared you "build a place to hide your fear..."

I will watch you fight the sky
You make them run and hide
You wait for it to die now
I will watch you fight the sky
You make them run and hide
I'll watch you fight the sky now...

I will watch you fight the sky and wait for it to die and we wait and we wait and we wait for a strong wind to pick you up and rip the pain and slam it down into a wall it can't climb up get passed knock down and so we wait... Pick your battles save your force for the fights that really matter but still you demand waiting for the world to understand and to care to know to love and yes to give a damn so if it runs may it hide I will watch you fight the sky...

I will watch you fight the sky
You make them run and hide
You wait for it to die now
I will watch you fight the sky
You make them run and hide
I'll watch you fight the sky now...

The color's changing now the dim light shifting to those across the world who don't know don't care don't worry if you've won... So tell me if it changes fixes curses or remains all the ones you left behind keep nearer still and remind that asking means fighting means winning needs doing and you have won oh now you have won... That asking means fighting means winning needs doing and you have won it all...

I will watch you fight the sky
You make them run and hide
You wait for it to die now
I will watch you fight the sky
You make them run and hide
I'll watch you fight the sky now...

You fight the daily battles of a million things created of and around what you fear and know and fear not knowing we get thrown into the face of a thousand trains you've trained upon our ears here we are here we are still listening...